Chapter 1646

She thought nonchalantly.

Who knew that the stupid guy would actually stand up.

Nani?

He really wanted to go to the Gryffindor table? Was he crazy?

Cassandra grabbed his shoulder.

Hmph, with such a small frame, he still wanted to go to Gryffindor, wasn't he afraid of being disciplined by Slytherin?

She thought with disdain.

This guy had better be obedient, otherwise...

She looked up at this guy's eyes, and then she was stunned.

Those emerald green eyes were full of pleading.

This guy was pleading with her? Cassandra was a bit angry.

She had known this guy for so long, and this guy had never shown her a pleading expression, and yet he actually did because of this Harry Potter...

It was really infuriating!

Cassandra felt she hated him to death.

He deserved to be punished.

To be severely punished by those people until he cried.

To let this stupid guy learn a lesson! She thought, putting her hand down indignantly.

Then, she heard the guy's background.

From an orphanage?

And picked rotten vegetable leaves to eat? Excessive!

Cassandra put down the knife and fork in her hand angrily.

She felt she wasn't angry because that stupid guy was being abused.

She just hated Muggles being bad to wizards.

That guy, no matter how stupid, was still a Slytherin wizard.

Although he couldn't be counted as pure-blood.

She heard other Slytherins also feeling a bit unhappy.

Everyone should have the same thought, right?

That guy, although stupid, was a Slytherin and couldn't be bullied.

She thought angrily.

Just returning to the dormitory, they faced a problem: discussing how to punish that stupid guy.

She was almost the first to raise her hand, saying arrogantly: "I am the first-year prefect, you all hand over the right to punish to me, I will make him receive punishment!"

"Hand it to you? Won't you be biased toward him? Let me say, everyone cast a spell on him, let him receive punishment properly!"

A guy named Flint said gloatingly.

His statement didn't win much praise; many of those Slytherins were hesitating, not knowing what they were thinking.

Cassandra narrowed her eyes; this Flint dared to refute her? Hmph, tonight when she went back, she must give him a hard one!

However, she still didn't refute.

Because she saw at a glance that most people didn't intend to punish that stupid guy.

The stupid guy, although stupid, was surprisingly well-liked in Slytherin; these people couldn't bear to see him punished.

Cassandra felt a bit angry; just like the stupid guy, and people still liked him?

Couldn't they learn from her? Be cold to him?

A group of arrogant Slytherins argued in the common room for a long time, and finally decided that each person would cast one spell to punish him.

And they had to use their aura to scare that stupid guy.

To let him not take the house rules seriously.

Cassandra originally wanted to refuse, but thinking of that guy's ability, she finally didn't say anything.

That guy should also receive some punishment.

Did he think Slytherin was his home? Afternoon.

That guy came back excited.

He was holding a pile of... cookies, right? Cassandra felt she couldn't recognize what those things were.

Those Gryffindors took him out just to give him that pile of junk? Then he might as well ask her for some; her home's candy and cookies were piled into a mountain, hmph!

However, she still didn't speak, preparing to do as they said, to scare him. But before he could be scared, Malfoy suddenly started laughing at him.

Cassandra was just about to laugh at this guy for not knowing the situation, when she saw this guy smile disdainfully.

Oh my, Malfoy, who was mocked for always looking for his father, wasn't too stupid. He was actually doing it on purpose.

Intentionally interrupting them from scaring the stupid guy.

Cassandra curled her lips; sure enough, there were no too stupid Slytherins.

There was only one stupid guy.

And besides Malfoy disrupting the rhythm, Becky, the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family, also disrupted the rhythm.

As soon as she stood up, she accused the stupid guy.

And changed the punishment they discussed—each person casting one spell—into the Cruciatus Curse.

Cassandra frowned a bit.

Cruciatus Curse, how could such a spell be used?

And Becky Greengrass seemed to have been saved by this stupid guy, right? Could she cast the Cruciatus Curse on her savior?

Something was weird!

Cassandra pinched her chin.

She stood arrogantly to the side; she decided to just watch here and see what they intended to do.

The stupid guy's screams suddenly rang out.

Cassandra was startled.

She thought Becky was being serious; after all, the stupid guy screamed too realistically.

If the stupid guy was faking it, she really wouldn't believe it.

However, she looked carefully, and the stupid guy himself was a bit incredulous.

He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't seem to say it.

This should be the Tongue-Tying Curse, right?

Well done, Cassandra felt she should also learn this spell; the stupid guy sometimes needed this.

She felt a headache now whenever she heard the stupid guy and Harry Potter's stupid conversations.

He should just be made to shut up.

Not to mention, he was quite cute when he shut up.

So, some people were just suitable for shutting up.

Cassandra watched the surrounding Slytherins scatter.

These people actually thought the stupid guy had been cast with the Cruciatus Curse; how could they have no observation skills?

Of course, for the sake of the stupid guy's perfect performance, Cassandra decided to help them for free.

Help them drive away some guys who still wanted to stay and cast spells on the stupid guy.

Hmph, she didn't really want to help the stupid guy; she just felt the stupid guy performed very well.

With his brain, performing until now was considered very good...